[18:33:27] -- tyheurianAnon [TA] began pestering etherealGeiger [EG] at 18:33 --[18:33:30] TA: ok i'm lost[18:33:39] EG: Oh hey, it's you again.[18:33:51] TA: you, tox, person i'm working for who wants to surbive[18:33:56] TA: who are all these new people?[18:34:07] TA: and what are you doing?[18:36:44] EG: New people?[18:36:56] TA: yes[18:36:59] EG: I have no idea about what the fuck you're talking about, I'm not even sure what I was doing all this time.[18:37:08] TA: hm[18:37:11] TA: well fuck[18:37:16] TA: tell me where you are[18:37:22] TA: i'll try to find you[18:37:26] EG: Uh, let me see.[18:37:26] TA: (fucking dumbass)[18:37:57] EG: Wait, I'm in the same computer store I was in the first time I talked to you.[18:38:02] EG: That's a happy coincidence.[18:38:23] TA: oh, that's great[18:38:36] TA: look, you're proably out maned and out guned[18:38:45] TA: so i'm gonna spawn you some reeeeeeally hot shit here[18:39:19] EG: Shit, then, I better get me some A/C.[18:41:02] -- tyheurianAnon [TA] spawns you the ROCK-ON LAUNCHER --

The ROCK-ON LAUNCHER appears on my lap, which is a hand doing the goat like those metal heads and which can fire rockets.

[18:41:23] TA: it's the most metal of all rocket lanchars[18:41:37] TA: oh, and for close range encounters[18:41:52] -- tyheurianAnon [TA] spawns you the POPPIN'S PUNISHER --

The POPPIN'S PUNISHER appears next to me, which is an umbrella weaponized like all fuck.

[18:41:57] TA: it's a umbrella[18:42:03] TA: be careful with it[18:42:21] TA: (serously those things are fucking dangrous)[18:42:27] EG: So, now, I can rock out in the most supercalifragilisticexpialadocious way possible?[18:42:42] TA: yes[18:42:46] TA: by fireing rockets at people[18:42:48] EG: AWWWWWW YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH[18:42:57] TA: and that fucking umbrella[18:43:00] TA: oh god[18:43:08] TA: you'll thank me later for giving you that thing[18:43:12] TA: lastly[18:43:38] -- tyheurianAnon [TA] spawns another had grend that looks like one of knifes regular grenades --

A had granaid which looks like one of Knife's regular grenades also appears next to me.

[18:43:51] TA: just in case that guy pulls somethin[18:44:02] TA: let him pull on this pin on it[18:44:21] TA: and unlike if you told a science joke[18:44:24] TA: there will be a reaction[18:44:35] EG: What guy?[18:44:55] EG: No, wait, nevermind.[18:45:02] EG: I got this under control.[18:45:07] TA: the one who keeps useing grenades[18:45:10] TA: yeah, you should[18:45:20] TA: because i got shit to do[18:45:22] TA: and i doubt myself is having much fun in there[18:45:27] TA: myself not being myself[18:45:31] TA: it's complicated[18:45:35] EG: I bet it is.[18:45:40] TA: i doubt some dumbass like you would understand[18:45:48] TA: anyways, i got shit to do[18:45:51] EG: I already got a fucking headache, how do you want me to understand your metaphysics.[18:45:58] EG: Anyway, sure, see ya.[18:46:03] TA: bye[18:46:04] TA: fucker[18:46:05] -- tyheurianAnon [TA] ceased pestering etherealGeiger [EG] at 18:46 --

"Well, I still have no idea what's going on." (Me)

I hold the POPPIN'S PUNISHER IN ONE HAND and combine the ROCK-ON LAUNCHER with the granaid launcher which looks like an arm, creating the BLOW YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR LIKE YOU JUST DON'T CARE. I also put the grenade in my pocket before getting the laptop back in my bag.

Meanwhile, Salt gets a text message. 'That's a nice mansion you've got there, ssssshame id ssssomething were to happen to it.'If anyone were to look outside they would see a crude cardboard creeper standing in front of the mansion.

Knife and Efink start to sing along with Diane while Rebas trys to block out the sound from the other room. As they sing, timed charges start to go off, blowing the mansion to smitherines.OOC: Ironicly, I'm actually listening to it right now.

"Indeed, Ms Pie." Efink says before I can answer. He hands here a detonator for a secondary set of incendiary bombs placed in the mansion. "Care to do the honours milady?" He says, and Diane gleefully depresses the button, the incendiary bombs burning what little is left of the mansion. If viewed from the air, it would make the shape of a spade that has been cut in two, as if, say, by a knife.

"Why don't you look on the telly?" I say, pointing to the aformentioned TV, which displays an arial view of the burning remains of the mansion. "Just wait, you're gonna love this." Efink says, shrugging on his jacket and producing a microphone from one of the pockets. "Testing, testing one two three. Can you hear me, 'Midnight Crew'?" He says, his voice being broadcast over the area once occupied by the mansion.

"Haha, 'Spades Slick' 'ey? Or should I call you 'Saltarius' Hmmm?" Efink pauses for a second before continuing, "Let me tell you something 'Slick', I want you and your 'Midnight Crew' to dissappear, either you disbarred your little 'gang' or you get your scrawny asses off this station, capiche?"